Grandmama Zen: when a cloud dissipates

Grandmama Zen is a series dedicated to raising the vibration of a lonely grandmother and others in the doldrums. Raised vibrations mean increased love. Love requires understanding.

What is an appropriate mantra for this day of light snow?

No snowflake is unique?

"No two snowflakes are alike" is a fallacy. This truth does not diminish my appreciation of its crystal pattern. Being part of a whole can be transforming. Or not.

What is an appropriate mantra for this day of light snow?

"Love all around me..."


Thoughts on water

When the rains fall in the spring
When winter snows cascade down upon us

do they miss their cloud community?

Has there been a burst of emotion within
causing their crystals to transform
even as Masaru Emoto's water changes

would it be possible to study an individual crystal
to determine its emotion upon falling away
from all it knew inside the cloud community?

perhaps a cumulo-nimbus cloud ejects angry crystals
while those within a cirrus are ethereal

would torrents of rain reduce their speed
if human beings on the ground concentrated thoughts
of love

do rain crystals shaping happy emotion respond
differently when released from their cloud community


When a squirrel runs across fallen snow, creating tracks, do the thoughts of the squirrel communicate to all those around the crushed crystals? Might we learn what the squirrel truly thinks by analyzing the resulting crystal patterns? Are they living entities or are they unable to change, frozen into the word formations that first settled them into the cloud as water vapor?

If a frozen water crystal can reshape itself while in the presence of music, is it possible that it transforms itself while in the presence of laughing children?


I wonder if a water crystal experiences distress when a snowmobile passes by, spewing exhaust?


And what of water that has been absorbed into me? Does it take on the emotions of those around me? Or does it simply expand my own until I become enmeshed in loneliness or sadness or JOY?

If the water crystals inside these girls are immersed in JOY, do they reach out and touch the edges of the pond, extending into its depths?


I believe water crystals all around us reflect what each of us are thinking and experiencing.

  • Yes, I do believe this!
  • I think its a cool thought, when we are happy. Not so great when we are sad.
  • The earth is a miraculous mystery. Why not?
  • Another one of your weird ideas, goofball.
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© 2013 Barbara

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Jaspal 2 years ago from New Delhi, India

The earth and everything on it is such a mystery ... :)

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Storytellersrus 2 years ago from Stepping past clutter Author

Yes! As are you, Jaspal, as are you.

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Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton

Im not a mystery..LOL I so enjoy this series Story.. other hubbers should hope on board and they too will realize this as an editor's choice hub voted up and sharing :)

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Gypsy Rose Lee 2 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Everything is and continues to be a mystery I enjoyed this.

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Storytellersrus 2 years ago from Stepping past clutter Author

Thank you, Gypsy Rose Lee. I had fun playing with it.

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Storytellersrus 2 years ago from Stepping past clutter Author

Frank, I wish you the best Thanksgiving ever. Hearts to you!

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Eiddwen 2 years ago from Wales

A wonderful read and here's to so many more. Enjoy your day.


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ahorseback 2 years ago

Hey beautiful ! Water ice and snow ! You remind me of swimming , when alone and no ones looking , we swirl our hands in the water and imagine liquid flight ! Or standing in the silent night with snow falling softly and sticking out our tongues to catch the flakes , you are very spiritual , yes ?.....Ed

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Storytellersrus 2 years ago from Stepping past clutter Author

Eddy, I have been editing a novel I began years ago, which distracts me from Hubpages. You commented two months ago; I imagine the world around you awakens green. Hugs and I hope all is well, Barb

Ed, I can't believe how much compliments are appreciated, even by a blind Hubber, ha. I do not feel beautiful today- only murky, like a swamp.

Liquid flight? Nice.

It occurs to me this Hub offers a pretty good poetry prompt. Thanks for returning me to and deepening past moments and lightening the present! Barb

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ahorseback 2 years ago

Oh Barb , You so deserve it ! In many ways you know , you are my hero ! Pilot girl , smiley face , storyteller ! Yup , you are !


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Storytellersrus 22 months ago from Stepping past clutter Author

ahorseback, I have been absent too long! You are very kind to say this. Thank you so very much!

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